Drip

Addicted to drip, bitch I’m the shit
Dripping with mad appeal. My jackets real, my Kicks are legit
Classic feel, Shaq O Neil on my Mitchell & Ness
They quick to throw banana peels and try to picture me slip
But I been crowned the king, my outfits 10 out of 10
I’m in Ralph Lauren. I only floss with bling now and then
I been rocking those old brands that’s in style again
You been rocking that played out shit that’s been out of trend. You keep
trying to be hot, we are fly as a peacock
we rock Lacoste to Coogi, peep the fire that we got
No cheap attire that people buy in a street shop
I’m addicted to sneakers, time for a detox
My wifey’s in Prada, she fly as Rihanna
She’s my Siamese partner, we be rocking Nike and Parra
Yo... I know these kicks are gon be pricey tomorrow
If You guys wanna cop the latest off whites from me, holla ! Hit me up

How can someone look so drippy
I leave a damn a puddle when I hit the city
Don’t nobody dress this trippy
I make heads turn and they ask who is he
Shit. I’m Too damn clean
Don’t lie : I’m the flyest thing you have seen, oh
D. R. I. P No matter how hard they try they are not like me
I got Drip (Drip) drop (Drop)
Wet from my kicks to my top
Slick from my head to my socks, I got
Drip (Drip) drop (Drop)
Quick my shit’s melting, I’m hot
Baby go fetch me a mop
Too much Drip (Drip) drop (Drop)
Wet from my kicks to my top
Slick from my head to my socks, I got
Drip (Drip) drop (Drop)
Quick my shit’s melting, I’m hot
Baby go fetch me a mop, Too much drip

They be tripping off my dripping wet swagger flex
So many garms in my wardrobe they need a duplex
My complex be giving me night sweats of which Avirex to bust next
My sneaker collections swerving the apex
I'm a bathing Ape nutter relate to this shit
My bank account be hating this bitch
Clothes are my side chick
Airmax worldwide 95's to fit
Hyper then a climate switch, riding on the beat that's glitch
Buyer itch my wallets dripping money, more like bleeding it
The key should be deleting my Vinted account or freezing it
Yo P we fuckin rolling big, verbally shooting off rappers wigs it's like fighting with kids period
love it walking round like the talk of the town
I always be dressing up loud, my swagger is not for the faint heart, should not be allowed
We fucking walking in clouds and merk crowds looking fresh to death with a big smile

How can someone look so drippy
I leave a damn a puddle when I hit the city
Don’t nobody dress this trippy
I make heads turn and they ask who is he
Shit. I’m Too damn clean
Don’t lie : I’m the flyest thing you have seen, oh
D. R. I. P No matter how hard they try they are not like me
I got Drip (Drip) drop (Drop)
Wet from my kicks to my top
Slick from my head to my socks, I got
Drip (Drip) drop (Drop)
Quick my shit’s melting, I’m hot
Baby go fetch me a mop
Too much Drip (Drip) drop (Drop)
Wet from my kicks to my top
Slick from my head to my socks, I got
Drip (Drip) drop (Drop)
Quick my shit’s melting, I’m hot
Baby go fetch me a mop, Too much drip

D. R. I. P - They are not like me at all
D. R. I. P - They are not like me at all
D. R. I. P - They are not like me at all
D. R. I. P - They are not like me at all